Love Is Weird

What A Wound Can Do

Wesley's POV

As soon as I heard the gunshot, I knew I had to get Miranda out of here. "LIAM! Take Miranda and Stacy back to the house." "What bout you? James and the guys are on their way." He nodded and tried to usher Stacy and Miranda outside, but Miranda wouldn't budge. "I'm not leaving you here." I walked to her and hugged her tight. "I'll be fine princess. I promise." She looked at me with sad eyes, and I felt a pang of guilt. "Promise me you won't be gone long." I smiled at her. "I promise." I let her go, and watched her disappear.

I turned around, and pulled out my gun. I immediately spotted Travis. "Put your gun down!" He turned around to face me. He smiled, but didn't drop his gun. "Wesley! What a nice surprise! So good to see you." I let out a growl. "I said put your gun down." His smile dropped and he put his gun slowly on the ground. I heard footsteps, and saw James. He raised his gun, ready to fire if necessary. I turned back to Travis. "What are you doing here?" "I'm here to take back what is rightfully mine. I thought about what he said and realized he was talking about Miranda. I let out another growl. "You'll never lay a hand on her." He cocked his head to the side. "Are you sure?" I felt a sudden jolt of main in my arm, and dropped to the ground. I saw James fire a couple of times, and head over ot me. "Come on man," he said, picking me up. "Let's get you to the hospital."

I didn't know what happened after that because I passed out.

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Miranda's POV

I paced back and forth. It's been three hours since I've seen Wesley. I started feeling butterflies in my stomach. I felt a hand on my back. I looked up and saw Stacy. "Stress and worry is not good for the baby." I walked over and sat down on the couch, and Stacy followed me. "I'm sorry. It's been three hours, Stacy. Three friggin hours!" "It's okay. He's alright." We looked up, and saw Liam with a phone in his hand. He had a worried look on his fave. "That was James. He said Wesley is at the hospital from a gunshot in his arm." I don't know who this James guy is, but all I know is passing out in Stacy's arms.

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I finally woke up, and found myself in the back of a car. I sat up, and immediately saw the hospital. "Just in time." I hugged Stacy, and got out the car. I ran towards the nurse desk, and asked for Wesley Johnson. "Room 306." I thanked her, and ran all the way to Room 306. I opened the door, and saw four guys standing by the bed. I pushed through them, and threw my arms around him. I felt hsi arms wrap around me weakly, and sobbed in his shirt.

"Why are you crying princess?" I looked up at him with tears still in my eyes. "Because I almost lost my prince." He chuckled, and I held onto him for dear life.